All Chapters of The replaced luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Take my second daughter," my father had begged, shoving me into the dimly lit study while I kept my eyes pinned to the floor. "She carries the same royal bloodline. She will wear the dress. She will stand at the altar. No one outside these walls has to know the bride ran away until the treaty is signed."I was twenty-one. Luca, Alpha of the Moonlight Pack, looked me over once, the way a man inspects an unwanted purchase, and said yes.Tonight I was twenty-four, and the woman I had replaced was sitting beside my husband.The banquet hall glittered beneath a chandelier made of hand-cut crystal. Pack elders, military captains, and emissaries from three allied territories raised their glasses along the long mahogany table, laughing as though three years of famine and blood-soaked winters had been a bad dream somebody else had survived. The air hung thick with roasted lamb and spiced wine.Luca sat at the head of the table. His shoulders were rigid beneath his charcoal jacket, his jaw cut

The courtyard was empty except for the wind. I stood at the stone balustrade with my arms wrapped around myself and watched the warriors train in the dirt pit below. Wooden swords clacked. Someone laughed. A sergeant barked at a recruit to keep his elbows in. I knew every one of them by name.I had stitched Garrett's shoulder when a rogue blade caught him. I had sent fresh meat to these barracks when the mountain passes froze shut. Not one man in that pit knew I was about to vanish from their lives."Sunfall's elders are already writing letters."My father's boots crunched on the frost behind me."About what?" I didn't turn."They want Lyra restored to her rightful place." He came up beside me and looked down at the pit, calculating. "A true Sunfall daughter beside a Moonlight Alpha. It secures our seat on the High Council. The elders were never pleased with a second-choice arrangement.""I'm a Sinclair too.""You are." He said it the way someone confirms the spelling of a name."I gave

The air in the doorway turned thick enough to choke on.Luca stared at my hand. At the exact place it pressed against my stomach.He took a step closer. His body blocked the exit, and his eyes were stormy and sharp.For one terrible second I thought he could hear it. The tiny heartbeat under my palm."I'm fine," I said. I pulled my arm out of his grip and backed away. "A headache. It's nothing.""You were green a second ago.""Then it's a bad headache.""Oh, don't be dramatic, Adele." Lyra slid her arm through his and rested her cheek on his shoulder. "You're stressed because you have to move today. Luca, darling, let her go pack. The housekeepers need to sanitize the suite before my luggage comes up."Luca didn't answer her. He didn't even look at her."You haven't been eating," he said to me. His voice dropped to a low rumble that I felt in my chest. "You looked like a ghost at breakfast. Now you look worse.""My health isn't your concern anymore, Alpha." It came out steadier than I

By dawn, I had stopped feeling my feet the neutral forest went on forever. Pines, snow, and a gray sky pressed flat above them. I had walked all night with a flashlight I no longer dared to use, following a road map in my head that was three years old. Ashford, the old border town. Two days east if the weather held. I had stamped its supply forms myself once.My boots slipped on a frozen root. I caught a tree trunk and stood there, breathing hard, one hand on my stomach.*Slow down ,* my wolf murmured. *Gently.*"I'm fine."*No you’re not.*"I'm walking."*You are staggering.* I laughed, too tired to be offended. She wasn't wrong though.At a frozen stream, I knelt and took out my phone. The screen lit up with a dozen notifications I didn't read. I pulled out the SIM card, snapped it in half, and dropped both pieces through the ice then I did the same with the phone's battery I Luca’s trackers could find a smart device in a blizzard I signed the purchase order.My last link to Moonlig

I woke to the smell of onions and the sound of someone arguing with a goat."No Not the sage Absolutely not the sage do you want to be soup?" A pause, then a rattle of hooves on boards. "Fine be that way." I opened my eyes. A low ceiling of dark beams hung above me, strung with bundles of drying herbs. A quilt covered me up to the chin, patched in a dozen faded colors, and a small iron stove ticked in the corner, throwing warm orange light across a room that was mostly shelves. Jars, baskets, bottles, and bundles crowded every wall somewhere in all that, a kettle was beginning to sing. My hand went to my stomach before I had finished waking up. The ache was gone I breathed out so hard that it turned into a sob."There she is." A stool scraped and Orla appeared at the side of the bed, wiping her hands on an apron she looked smaller than I remembered in daylight , wiry and weathered, with her braid, pale eyes that missed nothing. "Don't sit up don’t even think about it you’ve been out